That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Chapter 452:

His scent, the solidness of his back, the warmth of his body. Heavens, this was a terrible idea. A terrible, stupid, reckless idea.

The grand king glanced over his shoulder. “How was your morning, beautiful?”

“The morning is still fresh, Your Grace,” she grumbled. She hesitated, then added, “I received the flowers. Thank you.”

“You are most welcome,” he said warmly. “The day is beautiful, is it not?”

“For a male who crawled out of death’s mouth, you’re certainly in high spirits this morning,” Emeriel muttered under her breath.

King Daemonikai chuckled. “I heard that.”

“Damn supernatural ears,” she mumbled.

“I heard that too,” he added, his shoulders shaking with silent laughter.

clamped her mouth shut, more startled by his laughter

us,” he announced. “Brace yourself.” He signaled the horse to increase

waist, holding tight as the

galloped through the countryside,

strong body under her hands, his hair tickling her face, the solidness of his back against her chest.

she dismounted, she realized just how far they

Mountain stood ahead, its snow-dusted cliffs plain against the clear

entourage dispersed? Only Wegai remained, and even he

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his horse,”

Wegai obediently left the

narrowing as she noticed what lay ahead. He had

each one marked with a painted bullseye.

said,